Jainam
& Shalvi

Some stories begin with grand gestures and loud declarations. Ours began in silence — in the quiet halls of an Upashray, where I saw you and felt something I couldn't yet name. In a world where our parents dreamed of the perfect match, I found something far beyond that — I found you💜 She found you first too. And the more I got to know you — your upbringing, your warmth, the way you treat every single person around you with such natural love — I knew. You weren't just perfect for me. You were perfect for us, for our family, for the life I had always quietly hoped for. Three years. And I could fill a thousand pages. But if I had to choose one moment that lives the deepest in my heart, it's the very first time we truly shared time together. That's when I understood how beautiful a person can really be — not just on the outside, but in the way they carry themselves, in the kindness they give without thinking twice. Your generosity. Your sacrificing nature. That laugh of yours😄 Scary but SO lovely — scary and lovely all at once — that I hope I never stop hearing. Your 4'9" self4'9" of pure love 🤍 that somehow holds more love than anyone I've ever known. The way you love me, my parents, my family — not because you have to, but because that's simply who you are. You've changed me, Shalvi. My anger has softened. My restless nights have found peace. Even the way I speak to the world has shifted — because you showed me, quietly and without ever trying, what it looks like to be a better person. And I want you to know this — not as a vow, not as a promise made in front of others — but as a truth that lives in my chest every single day: I will work hard. Every day. To give you the life you deserve. Not because it's my duty. But because you, Shalvi, deserve every beautiful thing this world has to offer. And I want to be the one who makes sure you get it. Here's to 3 years of us. And to every year that follows — all the way to forever.